Adultery My sexual life

[jaya1986]

I am Jayashree, now 38 years old, working in a company in Bangalore. My hometown is Hyderabad where I grew up. My parents divorced when I was in my **th standard. I grew up seeing my parents fighting with each other all the time. I hated marriage and decided to never marry. It was decided that I should live with my mother, and I can meet my father once in a week. Few days after their divorce, my mother shifted our house to an apartment in Kukatpally. My college was changed and I was struggling to adjust there. My mother now started searching for a job since the money my father gave was not enough. My dad stopped meeting me after some time and disconnected from us. Since my mother was working as a teacher before she got married, she applied for a teacher’s job in colleges including my college. My mother thought it was best if she got a job in the same college. Every now and then, she came to college to meet me and also spoke to the principal for her job. One day when I finished my class and came out, I saw my mom was in college already waiting for me, and she was very happily talking to another teacher. When I met them, the other teacher told me laughing that my mother is now a teacher here. After she said bye to us and left, my mom started telling me that she was very happy that she got the job, that too in the same college. She said that it was a temporary placement on contract as a substitute teacher for primary classes. She was confident to slowly improve her career. I was happy for her too, but at the same time, I felt she would be controlling me too much. Initially, my mom was talking to me well and telling me that she will take care of me completely, but later, she started changing. She was not liking me and acted busy always. She was blaming for everything wrong that happens. If I say anything, she would ignore and say that she is working hard and making money for me and for our better life and that I am giving her only pain. In college, whatever I did was reported to her straightaway. I was not allowed to talk to anyone much. She used to ask me to only concentrate on studies and nothing else. I began to feel very lonely since I had no brothers or sisters to share my feelings or even have some fun in life.
 
After few months, I noticed my mother had made friends with some male teachers in the college. When I used to be with her in staff room at lunch time, I saw that they were talking very close and friendly with my mom. My mom used to prepare extra food and share with them as well. At home, our talking reduced greatly. She was either in kitchen cooking, or on phone talking to someone, or in her room closed. Whenever we had any conversation, the topic will go to college and my studies. So, I also decided to avoid talking to her and stayed mostly in my room. I used to just sleep mostly, watch TV, or read some magazines to kill time. One day after college, my mom asked me to go home by myself since there was a meeting of all teachers with the principal. I reached home and as usual fell on bed tired. I was taking an evening nap. At around 6 pm, I woke up with the door bell ringing. Expecting my mom to have returned, I got up and opened the door. I was surprised to see that my mother came along with Prashanth sir. As soon as I opened the door, my mom did not even look at me, but just stepped in and invited Prashanth sir to come inside home. I was in my **th standard at that time and Prashanth sir was my physics teacher. I was happy to see my sir visiting home and I also welcomed Prashanth sir home. Prashanth sir was a well-respected teacher in the college and he was also the vice-principal. After making him comfortable, my mom said she will prepare some tea and went into kitchen. My mom called me to kitchen and asked me to give Prashanth sir some biscuits and eatables. Prashanth sir asked me to sit and we chatted a little about the class and studies. She was listening to our conversation and adding her speech from kitchen itself. She later came holding a tray, served tea to him and me, and she sat beside me with her cup of tea.
 
While we had tea, I was silent listening to my mom and Prashanth sir talking to each other about college stuff. Having nothing to talk there, I made an excuse of homework and came back to my room. At around 7:30 pm, my mom called me saying that Prashanth sir was leaving. I came out to say goodbye to him. Mom was insisting that he have dinner with us, but Prashanth sir declined it saying he just came to drop her home and maybe some other time. Mom went with him to the basement. After about 15 minutes, she returned. She seemed excited about having a guest at home, especially that it was Prashanth sir. She was praising him about how good he is and the power he has in the college. She asked me to be a good student with him. I wondered why she was talking so much, and ignorantly went to my room to continue with my homework.
 
In college, I saw my mother and Prashanth sir were now close friends to each other. There was not a day when I did not see them talking to each other somewhere around in the college. With me, Prashanth sir started helping me with my studies. I began to feel free to ask him any questions and discuss any problems with him. I finally found someone to talk to and I felt good talking to him. As days went by, mother’s responsibilities in college also increased. To make some extra income, mom started to take tuitions every evenings in college after taking permission from Prashanth sir. Because of that, it now became a routine for me to return home alone. Prashanth sir started visiting home almost regularly when he came over to drop my mom home after she finished her tuitions at college. Some days, he used to stay until dinner while some days, he used to drop her and leave immediately. Whenever he used to come home, I could see my mom in her excited state, giving me hundreds of instructions, and I could hear her talking and laughing with Prashanth sir when am in my room. Since this became a usual thing, I also began to ignore his presence at home and stayed in my room whenever Prashanth sir came home. Until one fine day, my heart broke.
 
As usual I had woken up one morning to get ready to college. When I came out of my room, I saw my mom in kitchen preparing something. She had taken her bath and was wearing a new maxi. I was about to go to the common bathroom when my mom asked me to wait saying that Prashanth sir is having his bath. I was shocked to hear this as it meant that he stayed overnight at our home and I didn’t even know it. I was curiously angry and went to kitchen and my mom continued to say that it was late last night so she asked him to stay back. She smiled and acted normally and diverted me to help her in kitchen. I found it hard to believe that it was just that much, but I also thought that I might be overthinking. My suspicions turned true within few minutes when I saw Prashanth sir come out of the bathroom. He was just wearing a towel on his waist and came out. He saw me in Kitchen with my mom and said good morning to me. After seeing him in such a state, words did not come to my mouth but I managed to wish him back in a soft tone and turned away. Just as he walked into my mother’s room, my mom asked me to boil some eggs and also went into her room. The door was not locked but closed partially such that I could not see anything. My hands were trembling and I felt very uneasy facing all this. The way they were in room together while Prashanth sir dressed up made it very clear that my mother had sex with Prashanth sir last night. I felt irritated hearing their conversations and hearing my mom’s laughter inside her room. Unable to control myself and unable to handle this anymore, I quickly went into bathroom to get ready.
 
When I came out, I saw that Prashanth sir was sitting in the sofa, dressed up formally as if he was ready to go to college. My mom had also changed to a saree and was serving breakfast in kitchen. She saw me and asked me to get ready soon. She handed over 2 plates of upma to me, and asked me to give one to Prashanth sir. I quietly gave him his plate and went into my room with my plate as I was not feeling comfortable anymore. I could not eat my breakfast and left it in my room and just got ready to go to college. When I came out of my room, I did not see Prashanth sir in the living room. I thought he must have left and felt somewhat relieved, but then, I heard his voice in my mother’s room. While passing beside her room, I looked through the gap of the door and saw that my mom was standing in front of the mirror and adjusting her saree and hair while Prashanth sir was comfortably sitting on bed chatting with my mom as she got ready. I waited restlessly in the living room for them to came out. When we reached down, Prashanth sir offered to drop us while mother said that we will go to college ourselves. When he insisted, mom asked me to go with him and that she will come by bus. I did not like to go with him, so I asked her to go with Prashanth sir and made an excuse that  I will come with my friend in bus. Agreeing to that, my mom sat on Prashanth sir’s bike and they left. As I walked behind them, I saw my mom wave her hands to say goodbye to me.
 
While walking to the bus stand, I was in double mind whether to go to college or not. I wanted to go somewhere and sit alone crying. I never expected this to happen. I was respecting Prashanth sir so much, and I now lost all respect for him. I also hated my mother and I felt very insecure thinking what is going to happen to my life next. I began to rethink about everything that happened and I now saw things more clearly which I never noticed before. With all the fights at home and divorce mess, my mom was not caring about herself previously. Now, that she was free and started working, my mom had changed a lot from before. I saw my mother in a different view. My mom was 35 years old at that time and was actually very fair and beautiful for her age. She was 5.6 feet tall and had a good figure. She always used to wear saree when going out. She used to tie her saree very well such that it dbangs around her tightly showing her figure. 

Ever since she started working, she started to care more about her dressing and had bought many new sarees for work recently. Her new blouses were mostly sleeveless blouses. When getting ready for college, I used to always see that my mom used to tie the saree at least 2 inches below her navel. My mom’s navel was round and deep and as big as a coin. Mom had many fancy saree pins which she used to pin the saree tightly below her navel so that her saree feels tight on her hips showing her curves. Because of the saree worn tight, one can easily see her round ass moving when she walked. Her blouse covered very little of her fair smooth back and her deep spine between the blouse and saree on her back was always visible. Although she used to cover her hips with the saree, while she moved around outside through the day, I had seen my mom’s saree loosen up and her navel and cleavage getting exposed many times. I had also noticed men looking at her when we used to go out together or even when we were in college and returning. The fancy glittering pins that she used easily made anyone to look at her hip whenever her saree had slid off. I did not think much about it back then, but now, I could relate it well that my mom was trying to be attractive and draw men’s attention by doing all this. I found it cheap and felt upset thinking about my mom doing such things.
 
I reached college and I was not able to concentrate on any of the classes. My mind kept wandering about this matter between my mother and Prashanth sir. When I saw Prashanth sir in class, I avoided seeing him and I felt very uncomfortable to face him. Although he was behaving normal, I just couldn’t take it. I returned home that evening and cried a lot in my room. When my mom returned home, I did not want to talk to her. I just answered her questions roughly and stayed in my room. My mom knew that I was upset and I knew that she has this realization that I have understood her affair with Prashanth sir. Over the next few days, my mother was extra sweet and nice talking to me, but I remained distant from her. Some days, Prashanth sir came over in the evenings to have tea. However, he never stayed for long and left immediately after dinner. I started to observe them and stayed in living room sometimes thinking that my presence might stop them from getting close. Whenever we were outside, I used to feel conscious and uncomfortable noticing any man’s lusty eyes on my mom. 
When I look at her, I would see her saree would have moved away and she would be exposing her hip, or cleavage, or back. Sometimes, I used to pretend talking to her and casually move her pallu playfully and cover her. Sometimes, I would not have such a chance and I will have to just bear with the disrespectful situation seeing my mom exposing herself. I never used to think of sex much, but now, with all this, sex was always on my mind. I started to read and know more about it. I felt confused and also curious to know why was my mom behaving like that. I felt like calling her a bitch and lost respect for her. On the other hand, while I tried to know about sex, I also got exposed to porn and started looking at nude men’s body. I started to feel some kind of desire in me. I understood the purpose of having a hole between my legs. I began to finger myself and feel orgasms thinking about the sexual experience I can have with a man. Fantasies started to build in me. I started looking at men sexually and began to imagine what kind of penis they would have and how they would be having sex with me.
 
While this continued, one day, me and my mom had a small argument in kitchen. She started to say many things that hurt me at that time. I ended up losing my control and I also yelled at her. The topic of Prashanth sir and her affair with him came out of my mouth. I was already upset and I scolded her for her cheap attitude. Our fight ended with each of us going into our rooms in anger. Next day onwards, I noticed my mom was sad and depressed. She looked very unhappy and our talks were very limited. I felt bad for having said such things to my mom, and I felt sorry for her, but at the same time, I felt upset and complex thoughts kept flowing in my brain at that time. Is she wrong or right? Am I wrong or right? It all felt confusing. When one side, I myself could feel the enjoyment in sex, thinking about my mom having sex with someone other than my father was making me feel restless. I was feeling like am going to lose my mom. I was also feeling that people will misjudge my mom and I have to protect her. On the other side, I used to feel that she also has her physical needs. I was never able to arrive at a conclusive thought on this. In college, Prashanth sir was behaving normally as if nothing ever happened. He used to smile and talk to me whenever we faced each other, but I used to avoid and quickly move away from him.
 
About a week passed by, one day evening, mom bought pav bhaji when she returned from college. She called me to have snacks with her. While eating it, mom sat beside me and hugged me. She started saying that she loves me and that she will not leave me. She then went on to say that Prashanth sir is a very nice man. She said that he is married but is not having a good marital life with his wife. It seems that Prashanth sir and his wife are wanting to divorce each other and Prashanth sir has told my mom that he wants to marry her. I did not know what to say. All these were too much for me to think about or talk about. She was trying to make me feel comfortable by saying that it will be good for us if she marries Prashanth sir. She began to tell me about the difficulties faced by her with my father and assured me that we can have a new life soon. She was trying to take my consent on this by saying all this. I finally gave in saying that I don’t know much and that she should decide. When she asked me if I had a problem with Prashanth sir, I had nothing to say ill about him and just remained quiet. With my silence, she started to say more good things about Prashanth sir. She said that he likes me and will take good care of me as a father. While we sat talking, the doorbell rang. Mom opened the door quickly as if she was waiting for someone. As I thought, it was Prashanth sir. He smiled at me and I wished him. Mom gave him a plate of pav bhaji and sat beside me. We were all quiet for sometime. I could see that Prashanth sir was looking at me more often to see my mood and expression. He asked my mom, “Is my daughter angry?” My mom put her hands around my shoulder and smilingly said to him, “no, she is fine. She needs some time.”
 
I went to my room and lay down crying for some time before starting to study. I did not know how to handle this situation. I could hear my mom and Prashanth sir in living room and kitchen talking and laughing. At around 9 PM, mom called for dinner. When I went out, I saw Prashanth sir was in kitchen and helping my mom as if this was his own house. My mom had not changed her dress and was still wearing her saree and sleeveless blouse. Because of the work and sweat in kitchen, her saree had loosened up. Her saree was bunched like a rope running through her front between her boobs. Both her blouse-covered boobs were projecting out as cones from either side of the saree. She had tucked the saree pallu to her waist. Because of this, her saree had moved much lower and her soft fair belly and deep round navel was exposed completely. Seeing my mom like this at home was not unusual for me, but the presence of Prashanth sir made things different now. I wondered how Prashanth sir would be looking at my mom lustily. I could not tell her anything. Deep inside, I was feeling uncomfortable and I was trying to observe if my mom was deliberately doing it and enjoying his attention on her. I took my plate and we all sat in the living room having dinner. I was silently having my dinner, while both my mom and Prashanth sir were talking about college stuff and laughing normally as they would. I noticed that Prashanth sir had unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt. The way he was and the way they talked, I could feel that Prashanth sir has no plans to go. After dinner, I went into my room. I was trying to listen carefully to the voices outside. I wanted to check if Prashanth sir is going to stay here tonight. At about 10 PM, I was not hearing any voices from the room, so I presumed that Prashanth sir left. Still, I wanted to go out and check. Without making much noise, I came out of my room as if to go to the washroom. While walking towards the washroom, I glanced over at the kitchen. I saw my mom was washing the vessels. Prashanth sir was standing behind her and hugging my mom tightly. I immediately stood still where I was. Both my mom and Prashanth sir did not notice me since I stood behind a curtain. I could see them from side through the curtain gap. 

Prashanth sir was hugging my mom tightly and I could see his hands moving on her belly. His face was bent on the other side of her neck as if he was kissing her neck and shoulder. While I stood watching, I also saw Prashanth sir’s hips were moving slowly as if he was dry humping my mom with his groin pressed tightly on my mom’s ass. While I stood watching them silently for the next minute or so, I saw that my mom was happily smiling and talking to him something in a low tone while she continued to wash the vessels. Prashanth sir continuing to kiss my mom moved from her left shoulder to her back and neck. While kissing, I saw his eyes suddenly looked towards my side. I was already afraid standing there and my fear doubled after getting caught by Prashanth sir. I thought that Prashanth sir would now move away from my mom and I can then walk casually towards washroom as if I saw nothing. Surprisingly, Prashanth sir did not move away from my mom. Instead, I saw him still looking at me with a slight smile as he continued to kiss my mom. My breathing went faster as I looked down at his hip. He was now hugging my mom more tightly and I saw him pressing his hip more into my mom’s ass such that I mom’s body was lifted up pressing against the sink. She had to stand on her toe as Prashanth sir was holding her firmly with his hands on her stomach. My mom began to laugh and tried to push him back saying “aaye. let me finish washing”.
 
I felt ashamed being caught by Prashanth sir and I quickly ran back to my room. I regretted going out of my room to check on them. I felt afraid thinking if Prashanth sir will tell it to my mom. I quietly started to pack my bag for college tomorrow when I heard my mom switching off the lights in the living room. She came to my room with a bottle of water which she placed on my table. She then asked me to sleep early and told me to drink water from the bottle if I felt thirsty at night. I said okay and good night to her. While saying good night, my mom closed the door of my room and left as if she did not want me to come out of my room. I finished preparing for college and lay on bed to sleep. Images of what I saw Prashanth sir doing to my mom was in front of my eyes, and I could not sleep. I had seen in porn how a man’s penis becomes long and big. I was thinking if Prashanth’s sir’s penis also was big at that time and if my mom was able to feel his penis in her ass. 

This thought gave strange sensation on my back while lying on bed. I started to think how a penis would feel if it contacted my body. I felt a strange sensation on my back when thinking about it. I began to think about how Prashanth sir was pushing his hips on my mom when hugging her in kitchen. I started to feel horny thinking about all this and could not sleep. I now had no doubt that my mom and Prashanth sir were going to have sex. Thoughts of Prashanth sir fucking my mom in her room came to my mind. I was thinking about how he would look naked. I tried to think about Prashanth sir having a long big penis like I saw in the pictures and videos. I lost control over myself and slowly started to rub my pussy. I could feel new waves of current pass through my body and my breathing went faster. I imagined myself in place of my mother. I felt numb and tickling sensation on my buttocks thinking of Prashanth sir’s penis pressing on my ass. With my left hand, I rubbed my chest and nipples. I kept rubbing and fingering my pussy until I had a big orgasm that night. I felt relieved and tired and lay there on my bed breathing deeply. I closed my eyes and soon fell asleep after that.